A wide bench was fastened to the wall and was littered with tools. In the middle of the bench was a portable radiation scanner, switched on and beeping as it passed through the different scan modes. Catherine halted with a gasp of horror. On the floor before the bench, Lilly laid in a pool of blood much larger than her. Her shirt was open, exposing her chest and belly and the jagged cut that had torn through her flesh from just above the band of her trousers to just below her rib cage. Everything was covered in her blood and her riotous curls were trailing in it. Her fingers were curled around the handle of a mallet and beside it was a collection of what had once been something electronic, but now was just a small pile of broken circuits and crystal shards. Close by her hip, where her other hand rested with the fingers curled up, was a slender, very sharp knife. It was the kind used to shave down crystals, which were usually handled with a titanium shield over the blade and stored in padded boxes for safety’s sake.
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